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my husband suddenly became love"sick"?! ft. phainon

got the collective ideas from my post! ty yall <333

WARNING/S: yandere, obsessive behavior, implied drugging at the end

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Ok Mayhaps I do want phainon…

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lowk phainon so fine and I haven’t touched hsr in years

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Desperately need you to write something for mydei or phainon...💔 Just a crumb pls 🙏🙏

Wishing I could but I haven’t picked up her within months but they’re lowk fineeee

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Alpha Tighnari x omega reader x Alpha Cyno tw: abo, dubcon

The scent hit Tighnari first thick, cloying, desperate and sweet, unmistakably you. The fox-eared scholar paused mid-step in the hallway, his nose twitching, ears flicking upright in alarm.  

"That idiot…" he sighed, rubbing his temples. 

You had barricaded yourself in the farthest room of the house, buried under stolen blankets and your own trembling stubborness. Your skin burned and your breaths came in shallow pants, your entire body ached with the kind of hunger only an omega in full-blown heat could understand.  

But you refused.  

You refused to crawl to them not after they’d taken you, kept you, treated you like as if you were something fragile thing to be caged.  

Suddenly, the door creaked open.  

"Really?" Tighnari’s voice was flat, unimpressed. "Did you honestly think you could hide a heat from me? Especially one as strong as this? You reek of of pheromones."  

You bared your teeth, "G-Get out!! I don’t need you—!"  

Tighnari ignored you, stepping inside regardless as his gaze swept over your disheveled nest, the way your fingers clutched at the sheets and the dampness already staining the fabric between your thighs.  

"You’re in no state to be stubborn," Tighnari said, crossing his arms. "With a heat like this, if you don’t mate, you’ll—"

"I know what happens!"  you snapped, your voice cracking. "I don’t care! I’d rather—nngh—die than let either of you touch me!" 

Tighnari’s ears flattened. "You’re being difficult, stop this—" 

The door swung open again.  

A shadow filled the doorway.  

Cyno.  

Your breath caught.  

The Mahamatra didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. His golden eyes burned into you, his presence alone enough to make your instincts shriek in equal parts fear and want  

Tighnari glanced between you. "They’re refusing."

Cyno’s gaze never left you.  

"No, they’re not."  

You flinched.  

That voice—that tone—it dragged up memories you’d tried to bury. The last time you’d run. The way Cyno had chased you, literally hunted you down, bent you over his knee and punished you before carrying you back, limp and sobbing before handing you off into Tighnari’s awaiting arms.  

Your thighs pressed together, your body betraying you with a fresh pulse of slick.  

Cyno stepped forward.  

And you scrambled backwards .  

"N-No—!"

Cyno caught your ankle in one hand, *yanking* you down the bed with terrifying ease. You yelped, your hands scrabbling at the sheets as Cyno loomed over you, his free hand gripping your chin.  

"You *need* this," Cyno said, his voice low. "And we’re giving it to you."

Your breath hitched, feeling as Tighnari’s fingers brushed your thigh.  

"Shhh," the fox soothed, though his eyes were dark and hungry.  "Just let go. We’ll take care of you, alright?"  

And you—  

You broke.

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Cyno took you first.  

Of course he did.  

You sobbed as the alpha pinned you to the bed, his teeth sinking into your mating gland, his *knot* swelling deep inside with a possessiveness that left you dripping  

Tighnari was gentler—*after*.  

He licked the bite clean, kissed the tears from your cheeks, and fucked you slow while whispering praise as you whined for more.  

By dawn, your heat had eased by a lot  and so had your defiance.   You lay between them, limp and claimed, your belly full of their seed. Cyno nuzzled your hair.  

"Good omega."  

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fur"baby" w/ jing yuan

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Tw: yandere, size difference, monster fucking, very bad monster biology cuz I gave the minotaur a knot, breeding, dub con through brainwashing magic , gaslighting, wife/husband kink

You had trained for this moment your entire life.

Your father, the last true Demon King, had been slain by Garrick, the Horned Paladin, a towering minotaur hero who crushed the dark armies with his bare hands. But instead of claiming his reward, Garrick vanished, abandoning glory for a quiet life as a simple farmhand.

Disgraceful.

You would make him regret that choice.

You tracked Garrick to a sunlit farm on the edge of the kingdom, where the retired warrior now lived with his rumored “lover”. You waited until nightfall, dagger in hand, ready to slit the minotaur’s throat in his sleep—

But the moment you stepped into the farmhouse, your vision blurred.

A spell? A curse?

—

You woke up on your back.

Strong, calloused hands pinned your wrists above your head. Hot breath panted against your neck. And between your thighs—

Oh gods.

Garricks massive minotaur cock stretched you obscenely wide and each thick inch sinking deeper with relentless, breeding thrusts. Your body burned as your toes curled as pleasure coiled tight in your gut.

No, this wasn’t—

"Shhh, wife," Garrick rumbled, his deep voice laced with false tenderness. "You wanted this, remember? Begged me for it."

Your breath hitched. "N-No, I—"

A particularly rough snap of Garrick’s hips stole your words, replacing them with a broken moan.

"You said you wanted to try for calves," the minotaur continued, his grip tightening. "Said you’d die if I didn’t fill you up."

Your head spun. That wasn’t true. You were here to kill him, not—

"Ah!—Ngh!" Your back arched as Garrick’s thick knot pushed against your entrance, threatening to lock inside.

Garrick chuckled, low and dark. "There we go. Now you’re remembering."

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By morning, your thighs were sticky with seed, your mind foggy with confusion.

Garrick kissed your forehead, his voice dripping with honeyed lies.

"Good wife."

And you—

You believed him.

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Nobody ask,but i hate this ginger ass, only for my bestie keep forcing him and I in 'forced proximity' and now i tolerate him enough to draw him in different flavors of selfship.

Yes,i do furry,feral and mlp arts

🐏🐏

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Comeback bby the kids miss you 💔💔🫃

I’m in the dandys world fandom I’m so sorry I can’t provide yandere anime sexy men’s for now

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Lowk I kinda hate how if I don’t pull for a certain support character my team will not be clearing out any of the end game modes no matter good or how many eidolons they have it’s one of the reason why I find hsr unplayable and unfair to players.I hate meta, I hate powercreep, pls just let me play the characters I want and pulled for without making me want to rip out my ass

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Arcane fell off when they killed off ambessa, I will not be watching the new season

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man I hate this fuck ass racist country u can’t have nice shit without an old white man shitting himself

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Consider, being in an arranged marriage with Yandere!Mydei. A strategic decision, perhaps. Kremnos is no playground, strengthening its forces and forging reliable allies are but steps rooted in common sense. There is no spare space between your bond to scrutinize.

If your goal happened to be to at least make the arrangement more palatable through an acquaintance, Mydei seemed unwilling to cooperate. The crown prince is rarely ever ‘home’, burdened by the weight of protecting Amphoreus. In the rare moments he does find it in himself to meet his spouse, he's... awkward, if you were to be respectful. A long life bathed in strife and blood never softens the edges of a weapon, after all.

You're certain he hates you — or at least, is projecting his distaste for the marriage through you. What with his frown only deepening if you cross his peripheral and the ever curt responses he graces you with.

Ignorant you are, you don't know — that Mydei has met you so many times before. Sometimes on completely different sides, sometimes so close yet so far. The cycle of life may try to reshape you, but he'll always recognize you, regardless of which facade your environment forces you to take. As such, it would've been foolish of him to not take this chance of keeping you under his watchful eyes, while he searches for a way to etch permanence to your name.

It's just that, you're always so skittish and frightened around him. He thinks it's best for him to give you your space, the last thing he would want is for you to hate him, again.

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hoping and praying to god that Mydei is a god tier dps and hoyo won’t do him dirty like blade with a shit kit and even shit dmg pls

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Milf! Reader: Ajax you cant keep flirting with me like this, I’m married

Yan!Childe: I suppose I can’t be a home wrecker if I never let you go back home :)))

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id give anything to be passed around like a blunt by cyno, tighnari, kaveh and haitham

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lowk I just spend $80 on Sunday lights come, buffed my jy slightly, dropped another $100 on jy e5 and stopped playing honkai star rail in favor of dandys world